Return to the Road of God

Jiang Bing plucked the last string of notes with his guitar in his arms, and sporadic applause came from the audience. The brothers staying behind felt that the momentum was not loud enough, so they banged on the wine bottle and shouted.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and the bar should have closed an hour ago, but there was still one customer who didn't leave.

It was a mature middle-aged woman. She squinted her eyes slightly drunk, not knowing whether she was immersed in the aftertaste of the wine or Jiang Bing's singing.

"Haven't you heard enough, sister Yun?" Jiang Bing asked with a smile while holding the microphone tightly.

The woman smiled lightly, showing her charm: "Come, talk to me."

Jiang Bing looked at the time on the wall in embarrassment.

"Wait a while..." The woman reached out to touch her shiny plaid handbag, and took out a stack of money from it. I don't know how many 100 yuan bills there were, which made the brothers next to her stare wide-eyed.

Jiang Bing put down his guitar, stepped off the stage and sat next to her, Wu Fei opened a bottle of beer for Jiang Bing, and was about to bring it up, when Jiang Bing said, "Soda water."

The woman looked at him obsessively, just like looking at the man she loves the most, "Listening to you singing makes me feel like I'm back when I was young..."

Jiang Bing took a sip of soda water and joked, "Because I'm a young man."

The woman shook her head: "No, it's not as good as you singing if someone else sings. You are different. Your voice will fascinate, intoxicate, and make people feel very happy, and they don't want to wake up..."

"Hehe, thank you sister Yun for your appreciation."

She went to hold Jiang Bing's hand, and looked carefully under the dim light, what beautiful hands, so young, so warm... She patted the back of Jiang Bing's hand and said softly: "Xiao Jiang, you will definitely Hong, you will have a bigger stage."

The corner of Jiang Bing's mouth curled up in a slightly pissed way: "Thank you."

"At that time, there will be countless people who will like you and support you. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see you again..." The woman's eyes were full of sadness.

Jiang Bing comforted her: "No way, I will never forget Sister Yun."

The woman's eyes lit up, even though she knew it was sweet talk, she still felt it was very useful, "Whether you remember me or not, now, while I still have the ability, let me hold you..."

After the woman left, the part-time worker turned off half of the lights, and hummed a little tune while tidying up the tables and chairs.

Jiang Bing lit a cigarette, and squatted in a corner to smoke silently. After a while, a rustling voice approached, and Jiang Bing felt the temperature of that person.

"Tsk, that woman is two rounds older than you!" Her hoarse voice was full of magnetism.

"Stop talking nonsense, at most 30 years old." Jiang Bing's voice was muffled.

"Then you said, what does she mean by spending so much money to listen to your singing every day? She also said that she wants to praise you, so it's impossible to treat you like a son!"

Jiang Bing was speechless, and after a while he said: "...doesn't that really mean that?"

"What do you mean?" There was a hint of ridicule in the young man's tone.

Jiang Bing: "Damn..."

The young man asked Jiang Bing to borrow a fire, and lit a cigarette too. In the darkness, the flames from the cigarette butts went out one by one, illuminating his face—it was the yellow-haired young man who was waiting for Jiang Bing to call that day.

Gently puffing out the cigarette, the young man said, "Miss your little lover abroad?"

The corner of Jiang Bing's mouth twitched: "I said no."

Youth: "Tsk tsk, then what are you struggling with? To be honest, if we want to do this business, we will encounter this kind of thing sooner or later. If we have the opportunity, we will climb up."

Jiang Bing fell silent again...

The two smoked a cigarette each, and the young man wanted to chatter a few more words, when he saw Jiang Bing flip on the lighter and burnt the phone number that the woman had stuffed in his hand before he left, muttering: " ...Who am I to be Lao Tzu!"

youth:"……"

Jiang Bing took out a wad of money from his pocket, and shook it twice: "Let's go, brother, I'm going to treat you to supper!"

"Bah! I'm a year older than you!" The young man hurriedly followed, with a relieved smile on his face.

After eating a bowl of fried rice noodles at a street stall, Jiang Bing patted his stomach contentedly, and headed home with a guitar on his back. When he passed a telephone booth, Jiang Bing suddenly stopped and said to the young man, "You go first, I Make a call."

"I'm so early, where do you want me to find a bus! Didn't I go to sleep at your house!"

"Then wait for me." Jiang Bing got into the phone booth, turned his back to him shyly, and dialed the familiar number.

The young man with yellow hair squatted on the ground, wrinkled his face in confusion, took out another cigarette, and smoked it unhurriedly.

for a while?joke!The person surnamed Jiang is calling at this moment, it will definitely take 10 minutes!And you said you weren't a lover... I wouldn't laugh at you for liking men, really!

At this moment, Ye Yufan on the other side of the world was having dinner with Ke Jing when his cell phone rang.

Ye Yufan glanced at the unfamiliar phone number on the phone, made an apologetic gesture to Ke Jing, pressed the answer button and said without asking, "Haven't you been back so late?"

Jiang Bing said: "Isn't this the way back!"

Ye Yufan: "You've been calling late these days, are you still planning to have a jet lag with me in two days?"

Jiang Bing: "No, it's just that I sang a little late today."

Ye Yufan: "It's not late, it's early."

Jiang Bing: "Hehe, have you had dinner yet?"

Ye Yufan: "I'm eating now."

Jiang Bing: "Why are there noises, are you outside?"

Ye Yufan: "Well, have dinner with friends."

Jiang Bing: "What friend?"

Ye Yufan: "Friends I met from work."

Jiang Bing: "...Didn't I tell you not to go to work!"

Ye Yufan laughed and said, "Who are you, can you control me?"

Jiang Bing: "I am your brother!"

Ye Yufan: "Okay, it's not hard, I earn a lot from working here, I can earn 100 yuan an hour now, isn't it a lot?"

Jiang Bing: "A lot of farts, your brother and I made 2000 yuan in one night!"

Ye Yufan: "...I'm dizzy, have you been photographed by a rich woman?"

Jiang Bing: "Singing makes money! You pig!"

Ye Yufan laughed on the other end of the phone: "It's amazing."

Jiang Bing: "Of course, without looking at who I am, let me tell you, your hands are for drawing, not for washing dishes, you know?"

Ye Yufan: "I told you, I don't need to wash the dishes."

Jiang Bing: "Who are you kidding? You don't wash dishes when you go to work in a restaurant? Wash the vegetables!"

Ye Yufan: "Wash your head!"

Jiang Bing: "..."

The two chattered on, until the yellow-haired youth finished smoking his fourth cigarette, and Ke Jing was bored looking at the food at the other table in a daze, and the phone call ended.

When Ye Yufan came back to his senses and looked at the table, he was dumbfounded: "You ate them all!"

"Who told you to call for so long, it's been almost half an hour!" Ke Jing squinted his eyes and drank coffee with a loose low-necked sweater showing his long and narrow collarbone. He could also imagine that Ye Yufan invited him to eat this meal!

The reason is that Ke Jing fell in love with a cup worth 290 yuan when he was shopping today, and bought it without shaking his hands—yes, converted into RMB, a cup of 940 yuan!

When he decided to buy it, Ye Yufan almost thought he had misread the decimal point on the label!But that guy has nothing but the 250 Bro cash he is carrying!

So, Ya asked Ye Yufan seriously to borrow some money, and when Ye Yufan confirmed for the third time that he really wanted to buy this cup, Ke Jing said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to borrow it or not!"

Ye Yufan silently gave him fifty bros.The worst thing was yet to come, because Ke Jing wanted to keep the change to go back by car, Ye Yufan kindly invited him to dinner, but unexpectedly, that guy kicked his nose and slapped him hard!Firstly, don’t eat fast food, secondly, don’t eat buffet, thirdly, the environment must be comfortable and elegant... The two wandered around for a long time and finally entered a Thai restaurant. For nothing!

Then, in the blink of an eye, Ke Jing ordered a table of dishes, without any intention of saving for him.

Not long after the dishes arrived, Ye Yufan answered Jiang Bing's phone call, so Ke Jing naturally swept away the good dishes on the table, leaving only a few slices of pineapple - oh, they didn't order any fruit, the pineapple was just a decoration on the plate.

Depressedly, Ye Yufan inserted a piece of pineapple to eat, squinted at Ke Jing who was looking complacent, and really wanted to take a table knife and slash Ya Ping'an's chest.

But to be honest, Ke Jing has a taste that ordinary teenagers don't have, and Aman is the same, as if he has a kind of nobility that has been pampered since he was a child.

But Ye Yufan couldn't figure it out, if they really belonged to the upper class, why did they come to work like him?And don't look at Ke Jing's handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, the sweater she is wearing is bought at a hypermarket for dozens of dollars - the so-called street stalls can wear famous brand clothes. You can't see it unless you look carefully!

Ye Yufan didn't know Ke Jing well, they had only known each other for a short time, but judging from the other party's performance today, he was definitely a guy who had no sense of money!

As for whether he will look at people's faces?Oh, it’s not Ke Jing’s fault. Ye Yufan has always shown his emotions in front of unfamiliar people. Even in front of his parents, he has devoted himself to playing the role of a perfect son for more than ten years—no matter how turbulent his heart is, his face will always be the same. It is also calm.

Therefore, many people will be confused by his appearance, thinking that he is used to wind and rain, calm and calm.

This is really a perfect illusion, no wonder He Yuexi anxiously speculated about Ye Yufan's life experience and did not dare to take the initiative to step forward, because to a certain extent, he and Ke Jing belong to the same type of people!

"What a rich man!" He Yuexi squatted behind a flower bed in the middle of the street, staring at the familiar figure by the window of a certain high-end restaurant, "Even such an expensive place can afford it..."

Guo Zhekai nodded while holding the sketchbook: "I really want to eat too!"

He Yuexi: "No money!"

Guo Zhekai looked at He Yuexi: "Didn't the young boss say that you can find him if you have no money?"

He Yuexi glared at Guo Zhekai: "You have some backbone, okay?"

Guo Zhekai didn't dare to speak anymore, his current three meals a day are all in the hands of He Yuexi!

He Yuexi turned her attention to the people in the Thai restaurant again: "The other day, he said he had something to go back to, maybe he just didn't care to be with us!"

Guo Zhekai continued to nod, although his intuition was not the case, but...he Yuexi said what he said!

"The guy next to him must be a rich man!" He Yuexi gritted his teeth.

Guo Zhekai thought to himself, since they are both rich people, why did neither of them come to the boss's party last weekend?Guan Hongze has background and strength, and knows so many people, it is impossible not to invite them!

... But looking at He Yuexi's cynical look, Guo Zhekai still didn't dare to say anything.

"Hey," He Yuexi sighed, pulled Guo Zhekai and said, "Let's go."

Guo Zhekai: "Huh? Don't draw anymore?" The two of them originally came to sketch.

He Yuexi said depressedly: "What are you drawing, I'm not in the mood, go back and memorize English!"

Guo Zhekai: "..."